Six days?! Six days. I am insane. Now, I am going to update because I know how it feels to wait forever on someone to put up another chapter. *cough * Alphabet Weekends by JonasxKnight *cough* Ugh. Excuse me. So, I'm going to update now. Yippee!!

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Tawni's POV

I couldn't believe this. Who was this Collin dude anyway? And why is he going out with Sonny Monroe, the girl who had been crying- not an hour ago- over another guy? But not just any guy- Chad Dylan Cooper. From Sonny's point of view, she should be begging n her knees for him to take her back. But that's the thing, she wasn't. And now she's going out! With some gay dude named Collin? (A/N In no way is that intended to hurt anyone) What kind of name is that? Collin? How could Sonny shrug Chad off like that? What was she playing at?

I know what you're thinking: It's probably just someone she knows. She's not going out out. BUT- Sonny Monroe would do anything for Chad Dylan Cooper. Maybe even make him jealous? No, no. I think that maybe jealousy is way out of Sonny's capabilities. She was nice girl from Wisconsin- the goody two shoes. No way would she even think about making someone jealous. But then there is the other thing Sonny Monroe does- she never ceases to surprise me. She never ceases to surprises everyone. Anyone.

Chad himself had told me that they both said they loved each other. I myself have never experienced anything like it- I knew there was no such thing- until I looked at Sonny and Chad. The way they looked at one another- it sickened me. What made me sick was that feeling of jealousy. Yes, I know, Tawni Hart wishes she had something like Sonny and Chad do. Did. So she wouldn't stop until they were back together.

Back to what I was saying- it was love. Love. I've heard in movies that in books (no way was I reading a book!) that it broke all of the rules. In every romance. People don't just make stuff like that up, so it had to be somewhat real. The butterflies they had described that you get in your stomach, the constant peaking up at them, the sighing and humming which I knew a lot about, and the lip biting. Sonny did all those things. I am very observant of her, and she would definitely embrace that feeling she got with Chad. She finally had. And now, she was making a huge mistake.

Again with knowing her- she would get very territorial and defensive if I told her that this was wrong. That she should talk to Chad and make up, get together and live happily ever after! But no, she's going on a date. I needed to talk to her.

When I looked over at the almighty CDC, he looked like he was crying, but no tears were coming from his eyes. He met my eyes, and I nodded at him reassuringly as I got up to talk to Sonny. She was getting another froyo after apologizing to the cafeteria lady for dropping the old one. I advanced her, ready to confront her right after I made sure Chad was looking. He was.

"Sonny!" I yelled.

She looked shock when she turned around. "What, Tawn? Why are you yelling?"

I decided to put on the charade.

"So, who were you talking to?" I asked with The Boy Smile.

"Oh, no one." She shrugged, biting her lip.

Biting lip= love. Oh, hell no.

"Who, Sonny? Tell me!" I pestered her.

She sighed. "Just someone, okay?"

I didn't want to hurt her feelings, or have her cry, for that matter, but I needed to know.

"You're over Chad, then?" I asked quietly.

And again, the froyo dropped to the floor and splattered everywhere. I snorted, but covered it as a cough when she turned around. Her eyes glazed over, and I realized I had said the complete wrong thing.

"Excuse me?" She said, a little louder than necessary. "What are you talking about?"

I didn't want to talk, for fear something stupid would come out. But she was waiting for an answer.

"Well..." I shrugged uncomfortably. "Are you?"

My voice was quiet. I measured her reaction carefully: Anger, shock, confusion, longing...and then it stopped at utter misery.

"No," She choked out, and ran out of the cafeteria.

I bit my lip. No, I wasn't in love, but I felt guilty. Really guilty. I should have waited, or at least shut up. I made her cry, and that wasn't my thing. Sure, I could insult her over dumb things, but never on something that would make her cry. Was this new guy here to help her get over Chad? That was not going to work. It never does, and it definitely wouldn't work for Sonny. I couldn't talk to her now, she was probably flip out on me and say to back off. I couldn't believe I made someone cry. Yeah, I was the girl who was full of herself and stuck up and doesn't care, but this was low, and I feel horrible. Completely horrible.

All I wanted to do was be in the know. Know what was happening. So, I'm making a plan.

"That is the..." His voice was accusing and sarcastic, but then his eyes lit up. "most perfect plan I've ever heard."

I flip my hair over my shoulder, my signature doing.

"I know," I sigh conceitedly.

"You sure about this?" He asks.

I glare. "The question is, Chad, are you?"

He bites his lip and looks away, but still looks like he's up for it.

He sighs, "Yes. Like I'll ever be."

"Then let's get out of here."

"Get down!"

"No, you move!

"I was here first!"

"Oh my gosh!"

I was currently stuck in the doorway with the annoying snob. I couldn't believe this. Hasn't he ever heard of 'ladies first'?

"Haven't you ever heard of C.D.C first?" He sneers.

"You have got to be kidding me."

I glare until he falters. Sighing, he leans back.

He mutters, "Sorry."

I go into shock. Then I realize he's said that before. Oh jeez, that's going to take a very long time to get used to.

I give him a confused look as I step out of the studios first. Light and heat engulf me, and I turn to see if Chad's next to me. He is.

"So, what first?" Chad asks.

"Well, we have to wait." I say it like it's obvious; which it is.

"For how long?"

I sigh. "I don't know! Just do it! I cannot believe I'm wearing sweats."

"But they're pink and sparkly with jewels on them that say Princess all over it."

"Still," I grumble. "They. Are. Still. Sweats. And I can't believe why I'm saying this- but they're actually comfortable."

They were soft and warm, but I should be wearing short-shorts in this heat. Having to be seen in sweats is going to be miserable- who knows what Sharona would come p with this time.

"You can't believe anything can you?" said Chad, shaking his head. He ducked low, then, suddenly, pulling me with him. "But I thought we were sneaking so no one sees us?"

I felt particularly vulnerable like this, but didn't voice it. Even talking about Chad Dylan Cooper used to make me shiver, and going on a secret mission was a whole different story.

Chad began again. "When did she say she was leaving?"

"She didn't," I stated proudly, happy to know something. "She just said that she was meeting him at five."

Chad's expression immediately became pain. Jeez, they both had it so bad. SO bad. I decide to take a different approach, but he beats me to it.

"You really think this guy is...someone else?" He whispers as we duck behind cars, my purse annoying the heck out of me. It keeps smacking into my cheek when I'm crouching.

"I'm not sure...so I need to be sure. This is Sonny were talking about-" a hurt expression again- "who knows her as well as she?"

"Whoa," He stopped and stood up, looking at me like I was some . "You sounded smart for a second."

I sighed, pulling him low again before glaring.

"I meant, she always has her way of approach." I smirked at what I was planning on saying next. I leaned in a little closer to make me seem more sinister, we were still a few feet apart though. I whispered, "All she ever wanted was to try and keep you guessing."

Chad froze. For a second I thought I had taken it too far, but he shook his head and looked down soon after he went still.

"I thought when she told me that she wanted to go on So Random! that...she chose you guys over me. I was jealous. Really jealous..." He trailed off.

"Sonny's not the type of girl to choose. She's the nice one, remember? The good girl from Wisconsin? And you're the bad boy. Like I thought earlier-opposites attract."

"You're much smarter than everyone gives you credit for." He smiled at me kindly. Then I knew something. In that smile was caring, friendship. Behind this facade was the real Chad, and not Chad Dylan Cooper. He could feel bad, he could apologize...all he needed was his sun. And she left. "But I always thought instead of opposites attract- two worlds collide."

I thought that over for a moment. Two worlds collide. Huh. I have to remember that so I could tell Sonny...she might be able to create something out of that.

"That's poetic." I told him honestly.

"Well, if we're having honesty time, I didn't even think you knew what that meant."

"Well, I didn't even know that your first words were get me a mirror."

"Hey!" He defended. "My hair is perfect as it'll ever be."

I sighed and flipped my hair behind my shoulder dramatically.

"But it's not silky smooth." I bragged.

He glares, but then just chuckles and turns to sneak again.

"Let's go," he calls from over his shoulder.

From behind, I bent down and continued to sneak behind cars. No way was I crawling, even if I AM in sweats. The thought made me shiver.

"Wait here," I told Chad. We've been circling random cars for hours now, and Chad had stopped to stroke the hood of his 'baby'. AKA his black shiny convertible. It's no cooler than my hot pink one.

He nodded, and we sat down- me, regrettably. My pants would get dirty and I would fell unpretty. Sigh.

I checked my phone: 4:45. Okay, she should be coming out soon now, right? When I looked up, I realized we were behind a dark purple convertible. Oh, no.

"Get in the back seat of this car." I tell Chad.

"Are you insane?!"

"Get in." I say fiercely. If we don't get in now, we're screwed.

Then we were in the back of Sonny's car, crammed together. I guess following her in my car is out. We waited impatiently for several minutes.

"Move your foot!" I whisper-screamed.

"Ugh!"

We waited. And waited. And waited...

"She's coming." Chad said it in a voice full of longing, so full of need that I nearly gasped.

"Ssh, she's-" He was cut off.

The door opened and Sonny entered the car. At least I thought it was her. The door slammed shut and my eyes widened, and I suddenly was thinking this was not a good idea. I held my breath, and since I didn't hear anything from him, I guess Chad did, too. When the engine quietly hummed to life, we both let out our breath softly. My hear raced with exhilaration. This is fun!

I looked over to the blonde- with not as much pretty to his hair as me - and smirked. He looked my way, too, and did the same. When I realized how close we were I was bout to turn away when he beat me to the punch. I craned my neck to look out the window, not succeeding. That's when I studied our position.

Both Chad and I were sitting on our butts, cramped in between the driver's seat and back seat. My neck and back were aching, but I ignored it. My legs were as closed in as I could have them, and my knees began to throb. What am I doing, I thought. I'm Tawni Hart! I don't do things like this! But then I thought about Sonny and her current state, and sighed. Stupid nice. (A/N I thought it was clever! :p)

After what felt like hours of just sitting and cramping- even though it was only a little while- the car came to a stop. Once again, we both held our breath. I had a feeling Sonny was too. I feeling of hate shivered through me as I thought about...about Collin. Ugh. Sonny was getting her purse and everything ready. I waited as patiently as I could, which isn't very patient, and then, finally, the door opened. My eyebrows raised and my eyes widened in anticipation and happiness. Finally I could get out of this stuffy car! Had to give it to the girl, though, this car was pretty awesome. Not near as cool as mine though. Poor girl.

When the door slammed shut, Chad and I scrambled up. My back felt literally on fire, and I winced many times. We watched from the windows until we thought it was safe for us to exit the facility. Teehee.

"Ready?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Not even a little bit. Let's go."

I smiled. What love can do to this boy! Shaking my head, I got out of the car and hid behind it while Chad followed. When he slammed the door shut, I looked at him like he was crazy.

"What?"

I rolled my eyes. "We're undercover!"

His eyes widened and he crouched low.

"Forgot," He made a face that read, What are you gonna do? In a more, yeah I know that was stupid, way.

Now I know he's truly crazy. Since when does Chad Dylan Cooper make a joke? I shook my had once more and followed as he led the way. We snuck into the building, not even checking our surrounding, so when we entered the studio, I realized where we were:

Welcome to Mega Studios!

This is Mega Studios?! Mega Studios is a musical building. This was where all the crazy famous people started: Demi Lovato, Jonas Brothers, Taylor Swift...and was Sonny in here for the same reason? Was she looking forward for a music career?

Then it dawned on me.

And it dawned on Chad at the same time.

"She's not here for a date! Ugh! I cannot believe this!" Chad sneers.

"No..." I agree and disagree at once. "But we still need to know what she's doing."

"What? Why?"

As always- jeez- I'm already a step ahead. If Sonny's here for what I think she's here for- a record deal- then she could move on. She could embrace her singing career and forget about So Random! She would leave the show behind and look to her future as something new. Someone knew. So this is who Collin is- a record dealer.

"C'mon. She's right there. At the front desk." I point.

He nods, looking at her in a way that makes me feel so jealous. No one has ever looked at me that way, and how I wished they would. Sonny is making me more frustrated by the second.

"Let's go." He murmurs as Sonny walks off.

We follow Sonny with a decent amount of space between us. She was probably over thirty feet ahead, walking anxiously as she clutched her purse. Too many times I had to grab CHad's arm and pull him back from running too fast toward her. Jeez, he's desperate for this girl. I voiced my thoughts.

"I know!" He grumbled. "I feel like I'm sick. Love sick."

I smiled at the words...love sick. "You know, two worlds collide and love sick are good titles for a song. You should write something about what you're feeling now...it would be a good one."

"What do you mean? I don't write songs!" He says much too quickly.

"Chad, Sonny told me."

"Oh. Well, I guess it could. Love Sick..." His face morphed into a thoughtful expression.

I grinned at my work. This is fun. I could write down random lines that some says and give them to Sonny. I could get ten percent worth of every song I influence her into. That would be cool. Too bad she already makes more than me on the show. Grr...

"She's turning around. Hide!"

We quickly ducked back to the last hallway and watched slyly as Sonny knocked on a door and walked in.

"Ugh!" Chad muttered. "What is she doing?!"

"Let's find out."

I walked conspicuously to the door with Chad flanking . We peeked through the window.

"Move over!"

"She's my girlfriend!"

I looked at him with eyes full of pity, and watched as his face fell.

"Oh. Right," He shook his head and swallowed.

I patted his back, feeling awkward.

"That's going to change Chad. Promise."

He smiled at me and we both looked through the window to watch again.

There he was. Collin.

Collin was about thirty years old, give or take a few years. He had jet black hair and piercing green eyes that saw right through me. It made me feel sort of uncomfortable. He had a friendly smile, which showed off his white teeth. They weren't mega-white teeth, but still very decent. His eyebrows looked as though they had been waxed, and his flawless skin had me thinking only one thing in particular. it was very rude, so I'm not going to say it just yet.

"Yes, yes. Miss Monroe, I'm Collin Mason." He told me.

"Hi." I shook his hand, a little introverted, but then smiled warmly. He motioned me to the single arm chair as he himself sat down on a love seat. There was a clear table in the middle made all of glass.

The whole room itself was all white, with splotches of purple. Purple! It made me feel sort of weird to be in such a professional looking room with So Random being so...casual. But this place as definitely business-like. Purple?!

"Well, before we say anything I would like to say how amazing I thought you were on your show. It was startlingly good."

"Thank you so much," I murmured, embarrassed by his thanks. For some strange reason I felt as if I was being watched...by someone other than Collin, I mean.

"So, I suppose your here under my request?"

"Yes Mr. Mason, I-"

"Please, please!" He laughed. "Mr. Mason is my father. Call me Collin."

I smiled uncomfortably by his casual talk.

"Collin..." I bit my lip. "Yes. I am."

"Good, good. Now, if you're opposed to saying yes, I completely understand. But, if not..."

He whipped out a folder and threw it on the table, frightening me. The papers in which he delivered were very threatening and intimidating, and I cowered beneath there fictional gaze. I was suddenly very unsure about this...

"Don't sign anything yet!" A voice I was so familiar with burst through the eerie and tense silence.

"Tawni?!" I exclaimed, standing up.

"I'm her manager," Tawni got up in Collin's face for a moment. "She won't be signing anything until I look over it." And I noticed what she was wearing. Black.

She was wearing a suit that looked like it had been designed for someone who was forty. It was a black skirt with no pattern, just flared out at the bottom. Her white shirt had a flare where the buttons were, and it lifted up so you could detect the white shirt from behind the black vest she was wearing. The whole outfit was completely bland, and the silver heart shaped necklace didn't do anything to liven it up. I looked down and saw she was wearing strappy high heels.

I looked up at Collin who was looking down at me. I stared for minute in shock before I smiled widely in awkwardness. I pulled Tawni to the side.

"Excuse me," I told him quickly, tugging Tawni mercilessly. "What are you doing here?!" I whisper-screamed at her.

She rolled her eyes. "Chill. I'm helping!"

"No, you're not! You're going to ruin everything!"

For a second she looked hurt and I felt a pang of guilt, but she covered it up.

"Sonny, I'm doing this. I didn't put on this hideous outfit for nothing!" And she walked back toward Mason.

I stood for a moment in anger, but then shook my head and looking up. The first thing I realized was that I was looking out the little window the door had on it, and the sandy blonde hair had a different feeling pain pang my stomach. I gaped in shock as his eyes widened as he realized he'd been caught. I looked from him and Tawni. I scrunched my eyes closed and my mouth twisted. Oh. My. Gosh.

"Sonny, you're manager has a good point." Collin.

I turned back in shock and anger and sadness and whatever else. I couldn't believe this! They were in cahoots! CAHOOTS! I angrily stomped back to the two and we discussed a few things, both Tawni and Mason grinning like school girls. When we were finished, Tawni decided to take the signing home. When we headed for the door, I realized i Was a little more anxious to see him then to get out of there.

When the door clicked shut, I spun to Tawni, not bothering to look for his blonde locks.

"What is the matter with you!?" I yelled.

"Sonny, Sonny!" Tawni exclaimed. "We got some pretty good offers. This dude says you could be a huge hit!"

I pinched the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger. This is horrible! He's orbably thinking I've got some lame manager, despite the fact that he looked as though he loved her. This sucks. Totally sucks.

"Can we just get out of here?"

"Fine." Tawni muttered.

"Fine!"

Then I stopped.

Tawni gasped, and I heard another gasp somewhere, too. That did not just happen.

"Sonny..."

"Let's just go, okay?" I choked out.

Sitting in the back of this car is not comfortable. After hearing Sonny trying to start our argument thinking Tawni was me, I've been feeling strange. How was I going to win her back? If she still thought about our daily arguments, she must still be thinking about me. And I was most definitely thinking about her.

How could I explain to her how dumb I was that day? Just a few days ago...right? I forget what today is. It doesn't matter. What matters is Sonny. And now someone was getting in the car.

"So...I think it went well." Tawni.

Someone sighed...Sonny?

"Despite the fact that you threatened some girl in Mega Studios that you'd get her fired and stole her outfit, sabotaged in your own way a very important meeting to me, and..." The rest was mumbled.

"What was that last part?" Tawni asked.

Again, Sonny sighed angrily.

"I said," She angrily said. "Even though you used the enemy as the acquaintance, I guess it didn't go horribly."

I froze. So she saw me then. Oh, who am I kidding? She looked right at me! But now apparently I'm the enemy again. That's not a good sign. I was already at the bottom of her list. Heck, I probably wasn't even on her list!

"Sonny, listen." Tawni's voice was stern and more adult-like than I've ever heard it. I could almost feel Sonny become shocked too.

I hadn't realized she started driving.

"You are making a mistake. No, not with you career, but with your life. Excluding him from your thoughts doesn't do you any good-"

"Since when do you know what excluded means?"

That makes two of us.

"So I've heard, I'm a lot smarter than people give me credit for."

I smirked.

"So, Sonny..." Tawnis voice faltered a tad. "What happened with him that day was a misunderstanding. You're both very unhappy and you're both not doing the best. You're both regretting that day and what you said. You're both miserable!"

Sonny whispered, "Tawni, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sonny Monroe!" Tawni began to yell, and I winced. "You love him! He loves you! It's that simple! Now stop holding back and just forget about fate! Ooh! You could use that in a song..."

She already did, blondie.

"I already did." Sonny said with no expression. She was blank.

"What? No."

"Yes, Tawni." Sonny's voice was now sterner than Tawni's. "In the song I wrote for him, I used those exact words."

That night flooded back to me, and all I wanted was to stop the car and jump on Sonny and start kissing her. I felt like crying when I realized she wouldn't even speak to me.

"Chad is crying, you know. He's more obvious about it. He was locked up in his dressing room bawling his eyes out for you. And you? You pretend to go out on a date."

"I wasn't on a date..."

"It sounded like you were when you were on the phone. All giddy. Sonny, you're making a mistake. How many times do I have to repeat myself so you can understand?"

The car stopped, and we were already at Condor Studios. That went fast, I thought.

"What ever happened to the love you had before?"

"The love we had before was crushed when he flipped out on me."

"Because you picked So Random over me!" I muttered, and then my hadd smacked my mouth.

Luckily no one heard, but Tawni's eyes narrowed and I wondered if she noticed.

"Well, you spoke of something called love." Tawni was clearly upset with her friend.

"Where is the love we had before..." Sonny trailed off suggestively. "Where...where is the...love..." Her voice tried different pitches. "Ah, Tawni! I thought of a chorus!"

Tawni shook her head.

"Get out, Sonny."

And without another word, Sonny lept from the car and ran through the doors of Studio 3.

I get up and sit in the driver's seat, banging my head against the wheel.

"This is going to be harder than I thought." Tawni muttered.

I agreed silently by banging my head over and over again.

So, very very long. Sorry for the wait, I've been busy. Sadly, this story is almost over. BUT- I have an idea for a sequel...what do you guys think about that? A sequel to this one? I think it's good. Please please please review and I'll update faster. Thx guys!